Today, while sitting up in bed eating his breakfast of one pouched egg and three Ding Dongs, Trump shattered McMaster's credibility by tweeting that not only did he carelessly leak classified info to the Ruskies but he was proud of being a traitor to his country.

The number of Trump aides limping painfully around the White House waiting an overbooked orthopedist to see them is growing daily.

Update: While typing this, McMaster is holding a presser trying to repair his fractured reputation.

Update #2: I watched a bit of the McMaster presser to get a sense of his body language and voice inflections. I would call his performance manically anxious and unsettled, like adrenaline or a line of cocaine was coursing through his bloodstream.